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Instead of pulling away, I plant another kiss on her lips, this time. My dıčk strains for her. My body vibrates, demanding hers. She opens for me and our tongues meet as the kiss turns hot. Knock knock. The door opens without waiting for a response. Kerris jerks, breaking away from me. I catch myself before baring my fangs at the intruder. From the corner of my eye, I see the omega halt between the doorjamb, a tray in front of her. She spins around but doesn't leave.

Instead, I reach for the books and pretend that I am reading instead. After a while, the door closes and I sense Theo approach me. In a few heartbeats, his arms go around my shoulders, and he hugs me from behind. “You know you can claim me before Kissa arrives.” Kissa. They are already on a first-name basis. And besides, claim? I don’t think that ‘claiming’ is really what he wants. As if proving my point, his hand slides down my chest and presses, at the same time that his tongue glides on my neck.

Maybe I needed it to, because if I kissed her tonight, I wouldn’t stop at one. *** Isabella. It took me a full minute to move after he left. The door was still half-open, letting in the smell of rain. I stood there, holding a half-empty mug and an even fuller chest of feelings I didn’t know where to put. Noah had almost kissed me. Almost.

POV: KEENAN Yulli knew how to kiss and wrap a man in her lips. I growled loudly when the driver knocked on the door again, his scent shifting to fear. As much as the witch denied it, she did not want to let me go, sinking deeper and deeper into the intense moment. We were both breathless when the kiss finally broke, and we stared at each other in silence. I smirked when she realized what she had been doing and tried to rise.

I chuckled softly against his lips in delight. Fitch’s arms tightened, pulling me closer, while one hand cradled my cheek, his thumb gently stroking my jaw. Yet, our lips remained locked in an unbroken kiss. The hand resting on my waist slid lower, large and warm, exploring the uncharted territory of my hip. I gasped quietly, and he responded with a deeper, more fervent kiss. The sensation of his hand encasing my side made me whimper with pleasure. And then— The door slammed open.

When the doors closed, she let out a shaky breath, already aching. Room 1423. She knocked softly. The door opened almost immediately. Dominic pulled her inside, slamming it shut and pressing her against it in one fluid motion. His mouth claimed hers in a kiss that was all teeth and desperation. Hands roamed—cupping her ass, sliding up her thighs, discovering her lack of underwear with a deep, approving groan.

As I trudged up the stairs, I couldn’t help but mutter, “What kind of barbarian doesn’t let someone have their phone?” Carter’s voice floated up from the kitchen, “It’s called tough love, Chloe.” I rolled my eyes, plopping down on the bed with my waffles. As I took a bite, I thought about how ridiculous this whole situation was. Kidnapped by the guy who kissed me senseless and then tells me to read a book. Was this some twisted version of Beauty and the Beast? Minutes later, I heard footsteps approaching. I looked up to see Carter standing in the doorway, holding a thick novel.

As soon as the door closed behind me, the small, dimly lit room seemed to simmer with tension. Theo came in second, quietly shutting the door with a click. This time, there was no rush. He grabbed me and bent his head down, and kissed me slowly and deeply for a long time, as though he had no time left to me. His tongue tasted and claimed my mouth, moved it with careful flirting. His hands roamed possessively as he pushed my scrub top down under my breasts, his thumbs circling my hardened nipples, making me whimper into his kiss.

He steadies my hand and moves back and I can see the hunger in my eyes in his. I lean forward and smile on his lips before we take each other's lips, working to get our clothes off with our hands. He frees my shirt and kisses my bare shoulder while trying to undo my bra and I get my hands busy with the band of his trouser before the sound of the door jerks us to a stop. My heart leaves its place as the door bursts open and David walks in and shuts the door with a smirk on his face.

A knock on the door interrupted our kiss. My heart raced, a mixture of surprise and uncertainty washing over me. Adolph seemed undeterred, his gaze locked onto mine as he continued to kiss me, a silent promise of what lay between us. The person at the door eventually left, but Adolph's lips stayed pressed against mine. The world around us faded as our kiss deepened, a sweet ache forming in my chest. It was as if every touch, every sensation was echoing the unspoken truths that lingered between us.